Sapphire Allard
I am almost certain every poet
I follow has written the line
‘the world is burning’.
Do they realise it’s flooding just as much
or should I say something?
It’s hard to know what’s real these days.
I met my husband on one of those apps,
now he’s in the garden talking to our daughter
about a dead wasp.
He says the word ‘dead’ so lightly,
as if it were any other adjective;
‘heavy’ perhaps, or ‘rainy.’
I wipe my eyes. Soak my hands
in the washing up.
Sapphire Allard teaches creative writing in various adult education settings. Her work has been published in journals including Ambit, Mslexia, Heroica and Poetry Ireland Review. Her fiction has been shortlisted for the Bridport Prize, and her poetry for the Alpine Prize.
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